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At the mention of the lake, the undead boil visibly perked up. "R-really? You wouldn't mind? The lake, that is." It had been awhile since he had last swam there. Too long, actually. Plus he had yet to try out his new fins. "I'd like t- ah!"

Merope stood up, nearly stumbling as Shehk linked arms with him and walked with him towards the exit. "I -- invite? I... I don't really know," he confessed, "It's been awhile since I really talked to anyone and... er, shouldn't we stop by your dorm first? I mean, my shorts can easily double as swimtrunks but your outfit..."

Their voices trailed off as they left the assembly, heading towards the lake.

Edel tried her best to remain indifferent to the screeching on the ickycom but she couldn't help but cringe when Arel dropped the mic. Treaty with the four clans? The frost demon shot invictus a look, not unlike what some of the others were doing. Somewhere between there and then, the ghoul had also secretly snapped a picture of the visitor on her camera phone for "future reference". Maybe she was becoming like Roch. Wow.

But for now, Edel had decided that she would remain silent and listen in to what the others had to say.

"The matters with me? The MATTERS with me?" Freya giggled and let her sister go, but not before planting a wet kiss on the ghoul's cheek. "Crumpet, nothing's the matters with me. I ams happier than I have ever beens in my life. Is it so bad that I ams this happy? Should I try to be sads for yeh?"

Freya put on her best pouty face, and tried not to laugh. It cracked almost immediately, and she shoved her face into Herryk's chest to hide it before she started giggling all over again.

The barking noise that signaled a text from the Half beast was slowly becoming common to damien, might have to change that to a hiss of some sort. Idly flicking the phone back out from his pocket, his green eyes stared at the screen in thought over the game.

-Bruteball, or this?-

BRUTEBALL.
POPCORN! oh wait, yeah bruteball.

It looked like even the pack was in consensus for once.

it didn't take the hound long to continue to type

While Lark texted unseen folk, Levi got an ear full of typical boil West sass. Aye!-- She was about to throw a comeback of the terribly thought our variety when Yin stepped in with a gentlemanly word. That had surprised her somewhat. For as timid a boil as he seemed around ghouls, the weremantis was willing to stick it to West. She liked that. The ghoul chuckled until West indicated she deserved some retaliation. Now the wrath demon simply received a glare. I'll give it to ya later. Not fighting him in the gym when the announcements could start at any minute.

Alex wasn't going to start something? Sure looked like he wanted to give Yin a good one right across his back. Huh. A misunderstanding. Eh- nothin'. Thought 'a saw a bug. No, not Yin. It's fine no- Lark got up and started waving frantically towards the doorway. Peering behind, Levi took note of the boil with the Owl; Ket? They looked to be getting heated up pretty fast. Lark shot her a look that read like this wasn't their typical jackass boil ritual. It was apologetic. Had it not been for what looked like Lark taking care of things, Levi was ready to at least threaten the two that she'd take them outside and hose them down. That's how it went back home.

Now the screeching of the icky com sounded, causing her to grit her teeth and lower her ears with both hands covering them; her fur visibly spiked out in distaste. She listened and observed the expressions and exchanges of those speaking. Culture n' exchange program?... Okay- so the horned one would be among them for a bit assessing the school for possibly offering...aid? This still seemed a bit puzzling given the tatzel ghoul didn't know what such a program meant in the first place. But aid was something they could do with more of if recent events were any indication.

The end of Levi's tail once again fed through the gap between her seat and Alex's, while the undead boil had an exchange with Yin, to bat at the back of a slouching West. It was more of a hey, you hearing this? than her usual trickery. What she actually did was turn to Lark. Ya'll gettin' this exchange talk?

Exchange. Like a switch up? What would they switch? Who would they switch?

Were they leaving the school to switch?

In the end, it clicked that her answer might need to come from the source. Levi first raised a hand to the disgruntled looking secretary, quickly looking over to the Clan ambassador and rising, wondering who would be the one to answer. "When ya talk 'bout exchangin' ... what sorta exchange program we talkin' 'bout? Are we... goin' somewhere? By somewhere, of course, she wanted to imply the islands. Was that the sort of exchange they meant? Or was it an exchange of goods and/or knowledge? The horsemen she knew were already at Amityville- they couldn't provide this?

The ghoul barely noticed the strix sneaking up on her until she realised that her arms were looped with his. Edel's expression was one that was mildly surprised, but the ghoul didn't seem to mind too much at all. In fact, the frost demon simply leaned in towards Muka and whispered, “What do you think of the exchange programme?”

iloveyouDIE

Herryk's bellow of laughter echoed throughout the gym when Freya flung herself at Mort. In truth, if there was one boil that did not enrage Herryk when in physical contact with Freya, it was Mort. Herryk wasn't sure why, exactly, but it probably had something to do with the fact that Mort was his bro and Herryk had nothing but respect for Mort. Mort was a good boil, as far as Herryk was concerned.

"Yes, video games."

Oh, Freya.

Ohhh, Freya.

The draugr continued to watch his beloved like a love-sick puppy, starry eyes and bubbles. Oh, he just loved her so much. She was just the most perfect thing in the world, and as Freya interacted with Hel, Herryk half-paid attention to the assembly. He did not like the sound of it. In fact, it made him kind of furious.

When Hel brought him into the discussion, Herryk cleared his throat and lowered his brows.

"It means something to Herryk," he grumbled, feeling a little put on the spot. "Herryk does not want Freya to take part in these things without taking someone with her." Really, he wanted to forbid her from going altogether but he knew how that would end up and it probably wouldn't be pretty. He directed a half-hearted scowl in Freya's direction, one that quickly dissipated back into the 'oh my god I just love you so much' expression he'd worn since catching sight of Freya at the beginning of the assembly.